The Second Place Sister

Stephanie slapped her across the face, and not playfully.

"Sluts don't get to say no, Tori!" Stephanie hissed, putting her pretty face against her sisters, "Sluts do what they're told by the bitch who owns their cunt," She dangled the key around her neck in front of Tori's face, "Who owns your cunt, pussy girl?"

Tori choked back a sob and looked down. She knew she couldn't stand up to Stephanie, even if she'd wanted to. Her sister didn't hold the only key, sure, but when Stephanie was like this, controlling her, making her do these awful things, Tori's pussy got so hot. Her cunt craved the attention Stephanie gave it, and no matter how many times her sister humiliated her, or dominated her, it was those same things Stephanie did to her that made her cum the hardest.

"You...you do, Stephie," Tori admitted quietly, "You own my...my cunt,"

The admission made her hungry pussy tingle, and she knew that if she just did what Stephanie wanted, said the things she wanted, that Stephanie would make sure she got to cum all the time. She would take care of her pussy, and ensure that Tori was always feeling overwhelming pleasure. But if she was a bad slut for her sister, then she'd be humiliated endlessly. Stephanie could easily choose to put the undoctored videos on the website, and then everyone in the world would know Tori was a slut.

"Yes, I do, baby," Stephanie said, "And I know just what my pussy girl needs, don't I?"

Stephanie lightly stroked Tori's slit as she kissed her hotly.

"And my little slut needs to cum again, doesn't she?" Stephanie said, teasing Tori's wet hole with her fingers.

"Yes! Yes, please, Stephie, I need to cum. Your pussy girl needs to cum," Tori said, bucking against her sister's hand.

"Do you like your new job?" Stephanie asked and pushed two fingers into Tori's cunt.

"Mmm, yes! Yes, I like it. Thank you for finding me a job!"

Tori wiggled against Stephanie's fingers, trying to fuck herself on them.

"Thank me for not showing the whole world your slutty face,"

She gently pushed her fingers in and out of Tori's pussy. She was so wet that she was soaking the chair.

"Oooh, God! Stephie...than...thank you for...mmmm...not showinggg, oh, the whole world m, my, my slutty face!"

Stephanie smiled and fingered her faster. She wasn't really concerned for Tori, of course. She had her own selfish motivation for not putting Tori's face on the internet, and that was because they had the same face. She didn't want anyone getting them mixed up, and ruining her modeling gig. If the agency thought she was doing porn, she couldn't exactly be a poster girl for wholesome teenage girls that wanted to flash their ass and tits in tiny swimwear. Tori, though, was far too horny to make that connection. She just wanted to cum.

"Are you going to be a good slut for me, Tori? Good sluts get to cum,"

"Oooh, ooh, yes! Yes, I want to cum, please. I'm a good slut! I'm so good!" Tori said, desperate.

"Don't get used to this," Stephanie said, dropping to her knees between Tori's legs, "I'm not some dirty little cuntsucker like you. You've been so good for me, though, that you can have a special treat,"

Stephanie curled her fingers into Tori's pussy and found her G-spot, in the same place as her own. She flicked her tongue against her sister's clit while she hit her sweet spot. Tori lost her mind, thrashing in her chair, screaming with pleasure and pushing her pussy against Stephanie's face. Stephanie sucked her clit, her fingers working in her sister's pussy.

Tori squirted for the first time, her hot juice filling Stephanie's mouth, and while it was a surprise, Stephanie gulped it down. She really did like the taste of cunt, she just didn't want to give Tori any ideas. It wouldn't do to make her think this was something normal. This was special, and only something Tori could have if she behaved.

Finally, Tori slumped in her chair, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Stephanie stood up and took Tori's chin in her hand, made her sister look at her. This time, it wasn't fear in her eyes, it was adoration. She'd given Tori what she wanted most, and she'd given it to her good.

"Tell me you love me," Stephanie said, staring her down.

"I, I love you, Stephie," Tori whispered.

"Tell me who owns your cunt,"

"You do, Stephie,"

"You want to feel like that again, don't you?"

Tori nodded her head lazily.

"Then you need to remember what you just said," Stephanie said, her voice clearly a warning, "because if you try to pull this, I don't want to be a slut bullshit on me again, I'll make sure that your little website becomes the most popular viral campaign in the history of porn. There won't be a corner of the fucking world that doesn't know who Little Kandy Kunt is, and they'll be lined up out the door to fuck you in every hole for months on end,"

The fear that crept into Tori's eyes filled Stephanie with joy. She untied her sister, helped her stand, and got her to her bed. She belted up Tori's pussy, locked her in, and laid her down. Stephanie pulled the blankets over her sister's beautiful, naked, young body. She gave her a sloppy kiss, pinching her nipple until she gasped.

"Night, night, Kandy," she whispered, "I love you, too,"

She was smiling as she turned out the lights, listening to her sister's choking sobs. Tori lay alone, trying to sort out her confusion. Why did Stephanie say that she loved her, make her feel so wonderful, and then turn around and threaten her like that? Why did she so eagerly allow her sister to manipulate her body, treat her like a slut, and get off on it?

Stephanie's duality was something that she just couldn't wrap her head around, and she saw that same duality in herself. They were like two halves of a broken whole, one submissive, yet delighting in the guilty pleasure of the experiences, while the other was dominant and derived her pleasure from the power she had over the...weaker half. That was it. She was weak.

She was out of control, and up to now her life had been nothing but in control. Now, Stephanie was that control, and she craved that because there was so little of it in herself, now. The epiphany stopped her sobbing. That was her answer.

She would simply allow Stephanie to make her feel good. If she behaved, did the things that Stephanie wanted, then she wouldn't need to worry about feeling like her life was out of control. She wouldn't need to feel guilty for doing the slutty things. She would just let Stephanie decide what was right for her, and let Stephanie correct her if she got off track. Besides, Stephanie was still rational, while Tori couldn't trust herself. She could easily be controlled by the feelings in her pussy, but her sister could see everything clearly.

Obviously, Stephanie was on the right track. She was, now, successful. She had her own lawyer. She had money. She had an accountant, and she'd already created a way for Tori to take care of herself. Stephanie loved her, and was looking out for her. Really, what had Stephanie done to actually hurt her? She didn't beat her, didn't put her out in the street to get raped. She'd protected her, in fact.

Those college boys could have dragged her and Cindy off, used them as sextoys for who knows how many men. They could have been murdered that day, or sold off as slaves, or something like that. Tori knew those things happened. It could easily happen to her, if nobody was watching her back when her cunt took control of her. But Stephanie had been right there, watching, making sure she was okay.

Yes, this was the right decision, she was sure of it. Stephanie loved her. She would protect her. If Tori had to be her good pussy slut, well, that was okay. She liked the way her sister's pussy tasted. She liked the way her brother fucked her. She liked the way her mother treated her when they were together. She had more in common with her family now than at any time in the past. Satisfied that she was doing the right thing, now, Tori was able to fall asleep.

*Weekly Therapy*

Tori awoke the next morning with a sense of calm, a strange feeling of peacefulness and clarity that she hadn't felt in some time. It was still early when she slid, naked, out of bed and padded down the hall to the bathroom. She relieved herself, cleaned as best she could, and then went to Stephanie's door. The sound of music blared from her radio inside. Tori knocked on the door, waited, and a moment later Stephanie opened it.

Smiling, she beckoned her sister inside. Stephanie was strutting around nude, going through some clothes, trying to decide what she was going to wear. She gave Tori a kiss good morning, pleased at the way her sister moaned in her mouth. She sat on the edge of the bed and spread her legs. Tori knew what was required of her, and fell to her knees, crawled over, and began to lick and suck her sister's cunt.

"Oooh, you're such a good cuntsucker, Tori," Stephanie said, rubbing her crotch in Tori's face.

"Mmmhmm!"

Tori licked her to a great orgasm, after which Tori sat on her knees and waited like the good slut she was supposed to be.

"I suppose you need to cum, too, don't you?"

"Yes, please, Stephie," Tori said softly.

"Well, you'll need to wait a little while, slut. Let me get dressed, and we'll go downstairs. Did you shower?"

"No,"

"Let me unlock you, and you go get yourself all cleaned up. No playing with your cunt, either, alright?"

"Yes, Stephie,"

Stephanie unlocked her sister's cunt, and Tori obediently went to the shower to clean up. When she was freshened up, she went downstairs, belt in her hand, and found Stephanie at the table with Mike and Cindy. Melanie and John were in the kitchen, just heading out for the day. Melanie came and gave Tori a kiss on the forehead.

"Will you be alright to get to the clinic this afternoon?" she asked.

"Oh, yeah," Tori replied.

She'd almost forgotten that today was the day for weekly therapy. She was suddenly afraid. What if they wanted her to come back? What if they wanted to keep her? What if they wanted to keep Cindy? She tried to calm herself. There was nothing she could really do about it. Just like wearing her belt, the weekly visit to the clinic was part of the early release terms. She had to do it, otherwise they would keep her for sure.

"Hey, it's going to be okay," Melanie said, seeing the look on her face.

Tori managed a weak smile. She looked at Cindy and saw the same fear in her friend's face. Her heart hurt for her friend. She'd finally found somewhere she could call home, where she was accepted. She didn't want to lose that, now. She went to the little redhead and hugged her. Her pussy became hotter, feeling the other girls naked body against her skin.

It was right then that she realized, she'd never even dressed after the shower. She'd come down completely naked, just like Cindy. She hadn't even considered putting clothes on! She dropped her belt as the realization struck her. She was becoming just like Cindy! Not only was she a slut, she was getting worse. How long would it be before she didn't have a single thought in her head aside from fucking?

Stephanie saw the look of terror flash across Tori's face. This was an opportunity. Something was really troubling her sister, and as much as she hated her, she needed to dole out both compassion and instill terror in equal measure, if she was going to keep Tori under control. She took Tori gently by the arm and led her out of the kitchen, into the living room.

"What is it, sissy?" Stephanie asked.

Tori hugged her tightly and buried her face in Stephanie's neck. She smelled wonderful, and she was so warm.

"Oh, Stephie, it's happening! It's happening to me, too! I'm going to be like Cindy!"

"Hush, hush," Stephanie said, stroking her sister's hair, "You knew it was going to be this way, baby. Don't worry, though, I'm going to take care of you. You know that right?"

Tori nodded and held on to her tightly.

"I love you, Tori. More than anyone else, I love you, okay? Even though you're a stupid slut, I love you,"

"Oh, Stephie, I love you, too!"

"We're going to get you through this, Tori. Don't worry. I won't let anything happen to you,"

"I'm scared, Stephie,"

"I know, baby. But you can't let it worry you, alright. Whatever is going to happen, will, but I'll always be here to watch out for you. Would it make you feel better if you got to cum? I'll bet your pussy hurts, doesn't it?"

It did hurt. It ached, and it was wet and throbbing. She really wanted to be fucked, and just forget about the way she was changing.

"Would you like Mike to fuck your pussy?"

Tori nodded. That would be nice. That would make her cum really hard.

"Wait here," Stephanie said, and went back to the kitchen.

Tori sat on the couch and spread her legs, examined her pussy. It was so hot, so wet. She wanted to touch it, but knew it was wrong. The clinic staff would probably ask her if she'd been masturbating. If she could tell them she hadn't maybe they would take the belt away, and her pussy would be free all the time!

Stephanie returned with Mike and Cindy behind her. Mike was grinning like a dog. Cindy looked very happy, as well. Cindy sat on the couch next to her friend, while Stephanie stood off to the side. She prepped her camera, and waited. This was going to make an excellent update for the website.

"Does my little sister need cock?" Mike asked.

"Uh huh,"

"Oh, can we share it, Michael, please?" Cindy asked.

"Sure, baby," Mike agreed.

Cindy pulled Tori in and kissed her hotly, putting her tongue in her friend's mouth. Tori fumbled with Mike's shorts with her free hand, and pulled them down over his already stiffening cock. She moaned into Cindy's mouth as she put her little hand around his thick shaft. The two sluts broke apart, huddled together near Mike's big tool, and wrapped four hands around his shaft. His fat cockhead poked out of their grasp.

"Oh, you're so big, baby," Cindy said.

Cindy released his cock and gently pushed Tori's head toward Mike's penis. His sister opened her mouth wide and sucked in his bulging head, which made Cindy moan. Tori looked so sexy sucking on her brother's cock. The little redhead played with his big balls, while Tori tried to swallow as much prick meat as she could. She was getting a little better at it, and was able to take him seven inches deep before choked.

She came up and swapped with Cindy. The smaller girl made it look easy to deepthroat Mike's big dick, swallowing him to the balls. Tori could see the big fuckstick in her friend's throat, and the sight made her pussy drip. Cindy held him in her throat, massaging his dick with her throat muscles. She came up smiling, and then the two girls licked his dick together, mashing it between their lips as they tried to kiss each other around it.

"Mike, please fuck me," Tori begged.

Mike nodded, and Tori lay back on the couch, her legs spread, ass on the edge. Mike crouched slightly and put his fat knob at the entrance to her cunt. She looked so sexy, just waiting for him to push it in. Her perfect tits heaved with her breathing. Cindy kissed her, and took Mike's cock in her hand. She guided it to Tori's pussy, and put it inside. Tori groaned as Mike's cock opened her up on the first thrust.

"Ooooooh, fuuuck!" she yelled, as he filled her up.

He didn't shove it in, but went at a steady pace, feeding it into Tori's tiny hole until it was all the way inside of her, and she was panting, cumming on it. Cindy rubbed Tori's belly, where the outline of Mike's huge cock was clearly visible. Tori looked down and saw it, too. His dick was so big that she could see where it was pushed up inside of her. It was one of the most erotic things she'd ever seen, and it made her cum again as Mike held his cock inside of her.

"Fuck your sexy little sister, baby," Cindy said, rubbing Tori's clit.

Mike pulled back, slowly worked up his pace until he was pounding Tori's hot, gripping snatch. His sister went crazy, humping herself against his powerful strokes, jabbering about how good it felt. When she came again, Mike pulled it out. Cindy straddled Tori's lap and made out with her, as Mike pushed his cock into his tiny girlfriend from behind.

Tori felt his balls slap against her cunt each time Mike bottomed out inside Cindy, and then the feel of her friend's hot fuck honey flowed across her cunt. She groped Cindy's big tits, and then felt Mike's cock leave her friend. He pushed it back into his sister, stroked her pussy until she came again, then withdrew to put it back in Cindy.

She didn't know how long this went on, only that she came again and again as Mike fucked them both. He growled in his throat, and Tori knew he was going to cum. Cindy rolled off of her, and watched Tori stroke her brother off, until his big cock burst. The two sluts laughed as Mike sprayed them with hot seed, coating both of their faces, their tits, making them a huge mess. Finally, he was spent and stepped back. Cindy and Tori licked at each others bodies, cleaning his spunk from one another, until they ended up in a 69, lapping at one another's cunts until they came again together.

They broke apart, giggling and sweating. Catching their breath, they lay together on the couch. Stephanie turned off her camera, smiled and came to Tori. She took her sister's face in her hand, kissed her gently, tasted her brother's cum on Tori's lips.

"Feel better, baby?" she asked.

"Uh huh!"

"Go have another shower, and wash that nasty spunk off yourself,"

Tori stood on wobbly legs, and went upstairs. Cindy pulled herself off the couch, and Mike took her down to his cave to clean up, too. A very pleased Stephanie grabbed her purse and headed out the door. She wanted to get the video edited and on the website by the afternoon.

It was just before noon when Tori and Cindy, finally dressed in slutty clothes, got into Tori's car. She hadn't driven for almost a month, and it felt very strange as she started the car. They drove to the clinic in silence, both of them lost in their own thoughts. Tori stopped at the gate, hit the buzzer, and drove up the long drive.

The clinic was just as she remembered it, of course. The two girls went to the reception desk, gave their names, and a few minutes later Dr. Carlson came out of a side door grinning happily.

"Welcome, girls," he said happily, "It's so nice to see you both. Come in, come in,"

He led them through the door.

"Cindy," he said, "You're wearing clothes! My goodness! I never thought I'd see the day,"

"Oh, well, we couldn't just drive over naked, Dr. Carlson!"

"Yes, but you're here now. Don't you want to take them off?"

"Well, yeah!"

They followed the doctor to his office first, where Cindy stripped out of her clothes and dropped them on the couch. He looked at Tori expectantly, and she guessed she was supposed to do the same, so she did, adding her clothes to Cindy's.

"How has the belt been treating you, Tori?" Dr. Carlson asked, pulling out his cock.

Cindy immediately set to work, sucking on it as Tori watched.

"It's alright, I guess," Tori said, her mouth watering, "I haven't had any trouble trying to play with myself, if that's what you're asking,"

"It is. I'm glad to hear that! Now, don't you girls worry. We won't be keeping you long. Cindy, you'll be going to individual therapy with Dr. Druce. Tori, you'll come with me...ugh," He came in Cindy's mouth, "and spend some time in aversion therapy, alright?"

The chair. She was going into the chair. They were going to see if she'd try to play with herself. If she could hold out, maybe they'd let her free of the belt! She nodded. Dr. Carlson put his cock away as a knock came at the door.

A big man who she hadn't seen before came in. He was dark and brooding, with short black hair and a mustache. Cindy seemed to know him, though, and she hugged him when he came in. Dr. Druce, Tori presumed.